Turning Point

I wanted to apologize.  I started this blog in order to purge bad feelings and deal with bad feelings.  I wanted this blog to be positive.  It has not been positive.  It  has been me feeling sorry for myself.  It has been all about me.  I hope to change the direction of this blog.
An angel bought my husband and I some furniture.  Our present furniture is crap.  My dog did a number on it.  She is leaving her puppy stage.  She will be 2 and that is like a teenager in dog years.  From my limited experience teens sleep most of the day.  I think my new couches will be safe from the dog.  They may be destroyed by my children and husband.  I will deal with that when it happens. 

I lived yesterday.  Well my kids lived and I watched. 

Picture it.  The year was 2012.  It was a warm day.  There was one dark cloud in the sky.  It promised rain.  It delivered rain a few short minutes later.  The sky opened up and the rain came down.  One of my daughters is yelling that the rain feels like hail. (Sorry I began this way.  I have been watching the 'Golden Girls'. )

My son walks around in wonderment and looks up.  He wants to know where the water is coming from.  He looks at his sisters and smiles.  He smiles a smile of trust.  'The water will not harm me.'  He trusts that his sisters will protect him.  'Nothing is going to harm me.'

The laughter seems to be coming from way down deep.  Laughter that makes the rain seem like a shower in the house. 

'I am starting to feel a  little chilly.'

I tell them to come inside and take a really nice warm shower and get ready for bed. 

My oldest child leaves her siblings behind and gets into the shower.  We do not see her again for an hour.

My middle child complains.  She wonders why the fun in the rain cannot be considered her shower.  I tell her that soap was not involved and that is why it is not considered a shower.   

My son cries because that is the most outside time he has had in a long time.

Don't worry everyone took long warm baths.  They toweled off and ate dinner afterward. 

I tell you this much it was very easy to get everyone in bed.  So here it is no more sadness.  Just a tired mom.